Strange evolution
From king to stone to myth
Strange aeons
Under earth
Becoming stone .
_
Dug up
By hairless apes
Barely prey when
Prowled the land
Did I
Unchallenged
Until darkness undone
Cold
Death
And aeons
Aeons
Under earth
Becoming stone ,
The earth becoming
Cold
Enough for tiny fur-covered creatures
Crept from the caves ,
Trembling down from the trees
Taken over my lands
With false talons of flint and wood and
Fire .
_
And still I lay here
My bones
Becoming stone.
_
The apes could not grasp
My majesty
Could not imagine
My reality
And made me
Myth instead.
_
They ground my bones
My stones
Into powders and potions
Into stories and songs
And named me
_
Dragon.
_
From king
To stone
To myth.
_
My bones
Tell a
Strange evolution.
About the Creator
Roderick Makim
Read one too many adventure stories as a child and decided I'd make that my life.
I grew up on a cattle station in the Australian Outback and decided to spend the rest of my life seeing the rest of the world.
For more: www.roderickmakim.com
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